last night
I saw you in my dream
what's more
I think that you saw me, and you
were walking alongside
alone & naked
you looked into my eyes:
you're tired of life
of what you can do
and tired of the things you can't
you need someone to teach
and someome to learn
and someone to understand
well I will
join you
I will
join you
in this
it's a sacrament
we walk
a world we did not make
we tried
it wasn't to our taste
we speak
of wisdom and virtue
I think
the secret is inside you
you're tired of love
without knowing why
of flying with no place to land
with no one to teach
and no one to learn
and no one to understand
well I will
join you
I will
join you
in this
it's immaculate
and we met in a place
where nobody goes
and something passed between us
over and over and over and over
the moment is gone
you're left here with me
we hold each other in our hands
with nothing to teach
and nothing to learn
and nothing to understand
but I will
join you
I will
join you
in this
it's a sacrament
said I will
join you
I will
join you
I will, join you - in this:
we're transcending it
it's immaculate
it's a sacrament
3 comments:
Joe, when I read this, I hear this...
We will mine it yet - we will mine it yet. It's a monument- It's a monument.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzDzXzSiaS8
Wonderful.
I like this one. A lot. I hear music.
Wow. Beautiful!! This sounds like it had some sort of divine inspiration attached to it. I don't read many things that make me ache. This did.
k.
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